Crestfallen
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  • Parts 1
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  • Reads 380
  • Votes 16
  • Parts 1
  • Time 5m
Complete, First published May 18, 2011
I gasp, but no sound is made against the trees’ overwhelming screams. I look up through the breaks in the black branches to see scarlet seeping into the cloud encompassed sky, as if my own blood was staining it, pouring my life into it.
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𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.